Текст песни Public Enemy - Muse Sick N Hour Mess Age, слова песни Public Enemy

Текст песни Public Enemy - Muse Sick N Hour Mess Age

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Skills to kill And fill a hole, we roll deep Wit a frown that`s down Low in the meddle of jeep beats So I`m makin a point Not stickin butts or blunts But the Terminator X And the rhythm he cuts Figure this bigger brother Gonna trigger the track No I ain`t country And my name ain`t Zack Step the fuck back Take a look at the racks My world is a ghetto full of tapes and wax CD`s they only double the tax And makin money money New York city to lax Tell the suckers suckers Never ever relax I`m kickin in cold facts so true It feels like I`m livin in a zoo Sayin I`m down like psycho Wheres my rifle? Right though I ain`t Michael, yo I ain`t sittin on the dock of the bay Wastin time in a crime wit a nine Rather find another brutal rhyme It`s us verses, I put it all in verses If the sound reverses I pump it up wit curses Fuck sittin in the back of the bus But don`t front what we lack We got it loaded in a back pack See they can do it to a man But wit men suckers semi Think that shit before they come again No science to the wild senile Slackin cause he packin like a Runaway child yeah Would I ever try to sever, hell no Never would work if the Rhyme wasn`t clever Wild in an isle Stackin high from the floor tile Back in the rack, where the rap never seen a What I gonna wanna do... Feels like I`m livin in a zoo I don`t know where I`m at Heres a track I try to duck duck Those 3 bullets in the back Top 40 Ignore me Sooooo I him em in the hood Until it feel good But I`m all right though I wanna fight crazy dirty It`s not a matter of skills But a battle of wills Pow the stick up go the quicker the picker up Trigga eenie meanie Wit the gatt that so fat Brrap bap bap cop dilla in a 16 wheeler They call me over the phone Che-che-checkin me out Takin my time To find a brother droppin dime Once again it`s on In the paint, and I ain`t givin up No props to the game And it stops in the name of the hip hop Reign and the pain got me goin Goddamn wont they even pull a Bullet on a pop jam

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Muse Sick N Hour Mess Age

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